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Why Florence
There I was sitting on a flowerpot by the Duomo, my feet dangling over the edge and my face cut by the bitter cold wind which runs through the square during the winter.I was eight years old!
It might have been the white marble against the blue sky or the smell of the lemon trees in the courtyard of Palazzo Medici Riccardi, but there and then is when I knew my future would have been in Florence. This city has revealed itself to be all and more than what I needed! Grey walls and streets to frame lives and passions, eternal beauty to brighten every day and a river that flows like life through the city reflecting rays of sun as a cut diamond!
Florence can easily be opera by night, museums and walks by day, feeling part of neighborhood life and when one needs a little change - hop on a bus, train or a plane!
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